Goodbye Is Not A Word There..... Poem by RIC BASTASA

i know what you mean
i understand what you
understood,
the way you look at
me, the way you think
how life ends here,
do not say a word,
there is no need anyway.

i know your sorrow, but
i feel no need to say a
word to comfort you.

i ask for nothing.
i know where i am going.
did i not tell you
that i never bothered
asking the fig tree for
its fruit?
there is no need even
to cut one.
i am passing by, and you
are passing by too.
this is just a place
for transients,
this house has no
permanent roof.
this way leads to that.
as simple as that.
we do not have to cry.
there is really no time
enough for that.
i am going now and
goodbye is not a word,
in the place where
we all are going.